Finding The Light…

I found the light. And I think I found it just at the right time. I’m not talking about brightness, religion or epiphanies, I’m talking about weight. Fabric weights to be precise. In our society, it seems we are obsessed with weight. Anything heavy seems to be associated with negativity and problems whereas light seems to conjure up thoughts of…
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Making Scents Of Memories…

I like to think of myself as a loyal person, I stick to what I know and what works well for me. Take for example my unwavering devotion to Tom Ford’s Black Orchid, yes I’ve stumbled and had flings with Prada L’Homme, Salvatore Ferragamo’s Uomo and Comme Des Garcons Wonderwood,  but I still always came back to Tom Ford because…
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Cleaning Up…

If I’ve said it once, I’ll say it again. I did not wake up like this. While I’ll never actually confess to the lengths I actually go to for the pursuit of youth (there are just too many bottles, jars and tubes to mention), I will admit to my morning routine. They say cleanliness is next to godliness, so therefore…
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The Forgotten…

Staples, basics, essentials. Whatever you want to call the foundations of every wardrobe, you can’t deny their apply. While they may not have the allure of a Gucci embroidered jean or a Prada graphic knit, they are the building blocks to stop an outfit from crossing over from chic to freak… But oh so often do we forget to show…
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Sands Of Life…

I was always brought up to believe that honesty is the best policy. So with this in mind I have to make it clear before I go any further… I hate sand. I honestly cannot stand the feeling against my skin or the way it clings to you just like the way Kris Jenner clings to Chanel… But just as much…
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